Urban divine farmer medical immortal

"Old man Yao, are you mistaken? Is he really your elder martial brother?"

The white robed old man asked with two eyes staring like a light bulb.

Yao Qianshan was very helpless, but where did his generation go? Even if he was no longer willing to admit it, it was a hard fact.

"Really."

After Yao Qianshan finished, he took a strange look at Sunan. After more than ten years, Sunan had not been the eight year old he had met. When he thought that Sunan had been studying medicine with that old man for so many years, his medical skills certainly didn't need to be poor.

"I wipe. I don't believe it." Another old man shook his head.

"Yao Qianshan, you didn't mean to find this guy. Do you want to pit us?"

Yao Qianshan's loss only lasted for more than ten seconds. As a result, he became cheerful. He said with a smile to Sunan, "elder martial brother, master, is his old man OK now?"

Sunan said: "the old man is good at eating and sleeping. His life is more leisurely than anyone else."

Other people's faces were very strange. When they saw Yao Qianshan with white hair and beard growing to chin, they couldn't accept it.

And what makes them most curious is who is the master of Sunan?

"Yao Qianshan, I remember that the last leader of Yao mountain passed away 30 years ago. This boy can't be his apprentice?" After thinking of something, the old man asked suspiciously.

Yao Qianshan said, "you're right, but elder martial brother is another disciple of my master."

"What? Do you have another master? "

A few people exclaimed that Yao Qianshan's medical skills were already top in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. More than ten years ago, Yao Qianshan was over 70 years old and his medical skills had already been greatly improved. Who was qualified to be his master at that age?

Yao Qianshan took a look at Sunan and then said, "hum, it's normal to have a master. If you really come according to your generation, you'll call this elder martial brother the same as me."

"Cut..."

The three old men rolled their eyes. They would not ask a younger man than their grandson to be their elder brother just like Yao Qianshan.

Looking at a few reluctantly, Yao Qianshan showed a smile on his face.

If you call yourself elder martial brother Sunan, and you are ridiculed by them, you will feel a little uncomfortable. But now if these three are also called elder martial brother Sunan, you will feel more balanced.

"Well, it's not up to you."

Yao Qianshan blew his beard and said complacently, "I tell you, the master in Sunan is the old man in Shennongjia. You should be the next generation."

"What?"

Aoki old man four words a, three people's mouth open.

There was a dull expression.

Old Aoki, who is the inheritor of Shennong, has unparalleled medical skills. When he was a monk, he didn't know how many famous doctors he had instructed, and many of them were their elders.

We should know whether the circle of traditional Chinese medicine is big or small.

At that time, old Aoki was famous in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. I don't know how many famous doctors went to consult him.

Among them, even if they were not directly instructed by Aoki, they also learned medical skills from Aoki.

That is to say

At the thought of this, several people's hair is straight. Just now, they have to teach the elders in southern Jiangsu how to behave, but now how to teach them?

They are the leaders in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. I dare not teach them a lesson.

Suddenly, a few people's faces are like eggplant beaten by frost, Yan Balaji.

"I've met elder martial brother."

These three people take a deep breath, honest toward Southern Jiangsu worship road.

This is the generation of traditional Chinese medicine inheritance. No matter how old you are, generation is a topic that can never be bypassed in this circle. After thousands of years of inheritance, no one will violate this ethics.

Sunan said: "several younger martial brothers, do you want me to inform my adults now?"

The four turned red, and then shook their heads: "no, no, this little thing can't bother him. Let's not disturb his old man's cleaning."

Looking at them in their 70s and 80s, as a result, they behaved like pupils who had done wrong. Sunan laughed in his heart.

With a smile on his face, Sunan asked, "do you think I'm qualified to see the old president of Hongmen?"

"Yes, you are a senior brother. If you don't, few people in the field of traditional Chinese medicine will have such qualifications." Yao Qianshan's tone is a little excited. They haven't cured the difficult and miscellaneous diseases that have plagued them for so many years. Especially recently, the injuries are getting more and more serious. If there is a shot from Sunan, with the unique medical skills of that pulse, maybe they can be cured.

And they also have the opportunity to see that pulse of medicine, maybe they can learn something.

"Elder martial brother, I wonder if we have a chance to go in with you?" Yao Qianshan is a little embarrassed.

After all, any medical skill is a secret that cannot be passed on. Generally speaking, peers are not allowed to watch.

However, Sunan didn't think much and said, "follow me, I don't have this vein and so many rules, but how much I can understand depends on your own understanding."

Four people smell speech, the face is very happy.

"Thank you for your generosity."

They didn't expect that Sunan should be so talkative. They couldn't even be so generous.

Sunan sighed: "you all call me elder martial brother, can I be stingy, but you are really, this is what age, you still have those sectarian opinions, and you are not afraid that you left that day, no one inherits your life's medical skills."

The four people were flushed when they were taught by the words of Sunan. Although they knew that the views of different families would only make the traditional Chinese medicine decline, they couldn't make it in their heart.

"The elder martial brother is right. After this time, we should go back and pass on the things left by our ancestors. Otherwise, maybe we will lose our hair that day and take the things from our ancestors. We will have no face to see our ancestors." The white robed old man sighed.

"You're right. It's time to go back."

Although these people have been wandering in a foreign land for most of their lives, now when they hear the words of Sunan, they suddenly have the idea of returning to their roots.

Sunan said: "well, I don't have much time. Take me to see the president."

"Elder martial brother, please follow me."

Several people looked at each other, then took Sunan around several corridors, and finally went to the basement.

In a short time, a metal iron door appeared in front of him. The iron door looked very heavy, and it was tight, without any seam, and it was a whole.

"Open the door."

The four nodded and pressed the button.

"Boom!"

The iron gate opened slowly. Suddenly, a chill came out of the iron gate. Seeing the scene inside, Rao Shinan's face changed.